EndleSS

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Lyrics

It’s the preacher kid, been dabbling in the sinning life
Lord help me, 
I’ve dabbled in unhealthy type
Habits in pursuit of becoming wealthy I’m Obie Trice
HIp hops gem I’m making the new rappers delight
At it 7 years I’m battling with the fight or flight
After 10 beers I’m spitting scripture I may be christ
Sitting here thinking it’s worth it cuz shit I might be nice
Yeah baby yo hoeness deleted just come sit it in rice
Sit it in my lap soon after we go our separate ways/
I been in the field all week n we just run different plays/
Ah this thing here foresight, is just a different gaze/
Off the slave ship but really it’s just a different cage/
Last year was the last year I’m being humble/
Been an OutKast quiet as mumbling in a jungle/

Gotta a few road blocks I’ve stumbled on I’ve fumbled bags/
Anna Wintour all summer I make the Prada mad/
Congress in a stimulus season I spent the winter plain/
Ian with a finsta account I had to share the pain/

All these fake Patriots crying thinking they Robert Craft/
Wishing I grew up in the 80’s I’d give a brick a bath/
Paul pierce throwback I figure I’ll give legit a stab/
Feel like they can tell when you healing and wanna peel the scab/
I call her a bitch and she tell me I resemble my dad/
I was just dividing her legs now I’m looking to add/

Hurt people always seem to hurt people n shit
Hurt people always seem to hurt people n shit

1-800-HEARTBREAK

Hurt People

Lyrics

Ran up in the spot me and the K
Talk calm to me fore you decay
Found his work caught him right where he lay
Name is Wil$on but did not come to play
AYE
AYE
fuck with me this is not what you want
I was broke now I’m up Imma taunt 
Sig hitting notes just like Avant
Masterful with it they call me savant 
Boujie wit it sip my tea with croissant
My new bitch an actress she love to tease
Broke her down now she all on her knees
Baby get up we do not roll with fleas
Whipping that Tesla she toss me the keys
UH
Never told a lie once
Might’ve caught a body twice
Threw a party on the 3rd 
Drinking problem threw up right on the curb
Coco Gauff only right that I serve
Never bothered but y’all got me Perturbed
UH
I will not lie you niggas got me hot
They ain’t pat me got my gun in the spot
Young and trippin member when I would flock
Now when I drop these bitches gone flock
Might sign with Hov and get rich off the Roc
Make bread off of pills that’s just how I deal
I really get ignant they know me for feels
I’m shooting a movie y’all catching the reels
I’m giving me chills
I’m shooting these stills
Been selling these swags 
Start giving me steals
But never ran out I’m giving refills 
Head shoting the game been racking up kills
The pressure is heavy im bending the levy
Moe rolling the grass a knockout im Teddy
I ride with a toaster cuz niggas is jelly
Can’t wait to stain yo seats like wasted spaghetti 
Ah
Born out the struggle im telling ya
Evil intentions im petty ah
Know to haunt dreams im Freddy 
Y’all still think I’m coming off mean I’m yelling ha!

Anthem

Timeless Outro

Love? Ft MAVI

Civic Freestyle (Album Version)

Wouldn't Change (Ft Reuben Vincent)

DUOS W/ SCO

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Lyrics
Riding wit a suicidal click
I been disrespectful since a jit 
Far from perfect that I must admit
Tell ya folks to ease up off the dick

Tell ya ma I love her least I’m trying
I been toxic least since 99’
Made up texts I told you bitches lying 
Piece of shit I told you quit the crying

Water works don’t work I’m from the turf
Alien don’t think I’m from the earth
Get it out the mud or outcha purse 
Kendrick cousin told you we was cursed

BUSY be the Army get the nurse
Fuck the love I’m in it for the perks 
Fuck the drugs I’m high as 50 percs 
Going bad I’ll try it if it works 


Now if the chain on ya neck cost 4 keys
You gone need more than the police
Ask Wat U Sed like Doechii
You ain’t gotta ask niggas know me!

Look I get madder than mad get
Light it and pass it
Blame me for heartaches I love me a ratchet
Who be holding the ratchet 
Bank account is a mattress 
Go for hoes cuz I’m mad cis
Peeped the game from my sisters you hate me why? Ask sis
Got a few things to address 
See I know how to hurt em just limit they access

No ma’am 
That’s no Gram
Tinted whip down payment like 4 grand
So ho hum cuz we can’t hold hands
We ain’t kin, ain’t homies,ain’t no fam

MR.PERFECT

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4 My Eyes Only (prod. nosalez)

Z Not 3

TINMAN

RANT, RAVE

now I recall u snoopin, bystanders said they saw me shootin
to allah u troopin left him the cauldron snoozin, 
the foe we saw and swooped in, go head and call ya troops then,
finessed for all ya loose ends, loser this neuse suits him 
Uzi by my boots cruise caution-less the top chopped its, 
ghost face killas wit mobsters, death is the option, 
na$ty and the sess godly, and I might make a mess probably, 
the human vest so take yo shot wit ease I'm blocking 3s 
born in poverty, shouts to my God father prodigy 
who taught to make sure that I'm mobbin deep, 
I believe you can't respect what you don't understand I over stand 
and stand under ground with mandolin stiffs, 
hand me the clip damagin the men's you with, 
c4 all in the ambulance, damage from the handsome kid, 
then I'm in the Hampton inns, damn my hands is cringed,
I show love but they Wanna shoot me,
I break bread wit niggas but they still wanna come loot me, 
The type of mind to crack cases but the streets subdue me, 
I move discreet but cruelly, so try to creep and you'll meet, you know who
it's been some years yo I don't know where chance wit,
that was my devil now who I'ma dance it, 
pansy I'm slick you at the party with yo chick 
but I got shooters in the bushes shooters in the vent, 
shooters around u one call and click they all gone shoot at you, 
we get live don't care what crew wit u, 
don't give a fuck bout no security we sneak the rugers thru, 
my vengeance beautiful, 
niggas tryin fake like they relate to this im hungry so he ate the clip,
irony all in the case the iron in my case in case them agents trip,
flagrant with this lacin shit with some hatians that's itchin spray some shit
I mack hoes that hold Macs load
Blast em wit the ack fold, ash him in the glass
Act casual to laugh then distract the back tracked foes body bags for cash flow shotty with the mask hoe ask me if I slack no
I been on my castro, that assassins act slow
Little do u know my knowledge infinite 
I roll with infidels who might just riff ya shit
Bitch we suited up in golden blimps n shit
Come and get a glimpse yo this that mase 98
Skate outta state come to recollect my dollars papes
no daps no nah I'm straight
Just don't rip the shit he said, 
kill instantly for the bread,  
rhyme infinitely in till I'm red
RIP to all my dead

mase '98 [prod. chance]

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Younger Me

Nightlite / TrenchCoat Mafia.

Dolla

ANGST II

ANGST II (feat. MAVI)

Not My Name!

Melodies

Lyrics

	“Bouts with depression 
I’m up in here stressing, the devil and liquor get better of me
Pussy just keep getting better to me
The worser I do her she wetter and wetter
She keep trynna leave me I never could let her
Wishing you failure in every endeavor 
I know that I’m petty a loser whatever
That L tatted on me with “V For Vendetta”
*DEEP SIGH*
Why must I be the bigger guy
Like I’m not a human like I never cry
I know niggas bitches even numbers lie
I know feelings simmer like heat rise 
You got hate that you been disguising 
Texts you steadily revising 
Moments you overly analyzing

BITCH
said it’s red flags but of course I ain’t see it
BITCH
Calling you bad names but of course I ain’t mean it
Bitch
Guess I’m a lil bit hurt
Don’t know if it’s pride that’s a lil bit worse 
Not too good with love feel a lil bit cursed

Who put the hex on me?
Damn, who put the vex on me
 
Who put the hex on me?
Damn, who put the hex on me
A lover or blood or ex homie
Shoot at the king best aim for the neck homie
For ya best homie get wet homie
On me

*DEEP SIGH*

A collection of memories & traumas from my life

01/11/15
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Kyle Coleman